And it’s about goddamned time. I can’t tell you how many months I’ve spent not obsessively blogging about glory holes in the Washington, D.C. area. Actually, I can tell you: It’s been exactly 288 months* now that I have not been excessively blogging about glory holes in the Washington, D.C. area. Well, I’m not getting any younger, and D.C. isn’t getting any more anonymous blow jobs through public rest area doors, so this June, it’s time to sit back, relax, and allow me take you on a tour of D.C.’s finest glory holes, past and present.

“Ikea Glory Hole” by GorillaSushi